In the quiet spaces of reflection, I’ve unearthed fragments of my forgotten self. The erosion of time played its part, gradually dimming the radiant facets of my being. I deliberately relinquished my divine power, a gradual surrender to the collective desire for strength in others. I chose to shrink myself, willingly deleting the essence that defined my strength, making myself small for the sake of empowering those around me.

And it worked.

Today, I embark on the journey of remembering, piecing together the scattered mosaic of my once-vibrant spirit.

In the grand journey of self-discovery, the significance lies not in the willingness to relinquish, but in the profound lessons woven through those moments of surrender. Like a lotus emerging gracefully from the muck, I rise anew. The sun becomes my guiding light, illuminating the path of knowing and remembering my true essence. Gratitude resonates deeply, not only for the acceptance of the journey but for the acquired wisdom. In this space of deep love and appreciation for my soul, I embrace the unfolding chapters of my rediscovery.

I love you.